Alessia

“Obviously, the kind that belongs to him.”


Hua Cheng reached out and lifted Xie Lian’s chin. “His temper is certainly nice, but my temper is bad. No one shall touch what I love except for me.”
― 墨香铜臭, Mò Xiāng Tóng Xiù, 天官赐福 [Tiān Guān Cì Fú]

“Now that he thought about it, those pleasures had nothing to do with ‘happiness’ or ‘love’. Instead, it was as if he had sunk into a quagmire and fallen into it, making himself even dirtier, deeper, and more self-destructive, wishing that his bones could be dyed black. At its darkest point, it would no longer desire light or hope for salvation. It would no longer dare to try and hold the final ball of fire in the world.”
― 肉包不吃肉, 二哈和他的白貓師尊

“Hua Cheng disagreed respectfully. “You never know. I don’t care if anyone else is disappointed. But to some, the very existence of a certain person in this world is in itself hope.”
― Mò Xiāng Tóng Xiù, Heaven Official's Blessing: Tian Guan Ci Fu (Novel) Vol. 2

“Xie Lian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.”
― Mò Xiāng Tóng Xiù, Heaven Official's Blessing